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For every Memento and Monster, there are a dozen The Postmans and The Adventures of Pluto Nashes. Which is a good thing, because there’s something satisfying about watching Hollywood big shots fall flat on their chiseled faces when they thought they had a surefire hit on their hands. (I’m looking at you, John Battlefield Earth Travolta.) It’s perhaps even more perversely joyous than watching a blond hottie play a snaggly, butch serial killer. Surely, snarky movie buffs really owe Kevin Costner a bigger debt of gratitude than Charlize Theron: Where would the cine-nerd find an outlet for his witty, Mystery Science Theater 3000–style barbs if it weren’t for Waterworld? NYU Movies 101 Professor Richard Brown breaks down the winning and losing formulas behind five hits and five bombs at 7 p.m. at the Corcoran Gallery of Art’s Hammer Auditorium, 500 17th St. NW. $20. (202) 639-1700. (Jason Powell)